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Oct 2018
i’m used to this
being cast aside
for another.
so don’t fret,
darling.
i’ll be fine
as i always am.
you’ll be another
scar on top
of another scar
which seals my heart.
and i’m sad because
i won’t tell you good morning
and i won’t write you
into my poetry
and because
i won’t kiss you
or touch you
or know you
any longer because
you are confused
or figuring it out
but i am sad.
i wish my eyes were half-shut again
where i couldn’t see
anything but you
but this is not the case now
for you are like leaves in the wind
falling gold in autumn.

i think i give up
loving.
i think i give up
trying.
i’ll be quiet now.
and maybe
for the next few years
to come.
Lynne
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Lynne  F/Texas
(F/Texas)   
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   Timothy and Khoisan
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